The Smell Poem by Victoria Hardy

Smelling like you
Had its very own meaning.
It went on for a while
Even after you left.
Ferries, seagulls and the sea of Istanbul...
People,
The setting sunset
And the songs
Smelled so much like you.
Reminding me the very last moments of ours.
And with a single breath,
You would appear right there,
In front of me.
Of nothing but a scent.
You ran as I smelled,
And I would miss more
as you escaped.
With every breath
From far, far away.